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This poem is really but scary has a little bit of obsession. |
| I'm watching you, from behind a bush. It's been a long time now, And you're still my crush. I see you in all your classes. I even know when your awake. Today you went grocery shopping. And tonight your having cake. I don't mean to be this way. I'm not obsessed! But when you don't notice me, it makes me upset. You may find me weird, Or say I need friends. But this is my story, I know how it ends. You're the only one, ever to call me by name. (Laughing) If you reject me this school, and the people are going up in flames. It's a harsh proposal, I know. You got until three o'clock to write a better ending than I've got planned for this show. |